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Good. The Squadron looked to be in serious fighting shape for this sortie. Perhaps it will be a good hunt, then? Her thoughts to herself were her main companion as she piloted her suit, as they had been for so long after the war. Her sensor eye scans the immediate area, taking in the flight of AEUG suits, and then comparing to the oncoming wing. The number disparity was quite large, and the range of weapons the suits had also would prove to be an issue perhaps. Tomimi had an inkling that these pilots were going to set up to stall their force so the 'zook units could let loose from the rear, likely going for their home ship. Clever bastards, or she was overthinking it. Either way, her own mind was already laying out a plan...

"Longshot, range out and try to keep those bazooka units from getting clean shots, or scrap them if possible. We don't want to lose the Hawthorne here. Vandam, Abel, I want you two as the van here, punch through those CQC Jims and get through to the zooks. Reyson, I want you to act as the reserve and rear guard, hold back and keep any from slipping past, and provide what support you can from here. I'll act as heavy support with my Beam Bazooka, and failing that I'll swing through to provide close in support. Understood? Quintzem Squad, get to it!"

All the while, the enemy suits were far out of most weapons ranges, save for the beam sniper that Valentine had, and to a lesser extent the large beam bazooka that Tanzi had on her Rick Dom and the smaller missiles on Vandam's Hizack. Much to that effect, she swivels her vernier thrusters and jets up out of the formation, the large rectangular weapon beginning to arc and crackle from the barrel. Odds were the Jims would begin firing their own bazookas at this range too, but the advantage of the beam launcher was the speed was far higher then that of a rocket. Casually, she locks onto one of the lead suits, although such an aiming tool was built for capital ships and therefor was almost useless against mobile suits, in a surprise it just might let her take one out without much effort. In an instant, the weapon belches a sickly yellow beam into the distance, slipping through the black void of space and leaving a rapidly fading trail off to the Titan formation...
Part of the thrill Tomimi felt in this endeavor was the muted reactions of her subordinates and even her superior, to her own ideology. She could dress it up in whatever pro-autonomy or anti-Titans coat she wanted to, but the fact of the matter was that her true desire was clear to see under that coat of paint. She could see in her mind the various others faces and hear their voices at her own words. Erina would gripe to herself about the loss of life, and of all her squad she was perhaps the one most irritated by the pro-Zeon speeches Tomimi was apt to give. To be fair though, most all of her squad was composed of traitors and turncoats of some degree, after all, joining the AEUG was a traitorous act in and of itself for the former Earth Federation folks. Reyson and Erina were, in Tomimi's mind, probably the least honorable of the lot, while she saw of herself no issue serving the AEUG, as she had never served the Federation.

Through her comms, the various voices of her makeshift squad began to come back, all signalling more or less a readiness to launch.

"That's more than enough to go around. Let's give those schmucks in J-Squad something to be jealous about."
"This is Longshot, I'm in the green and good to go."
"Petty Officer Abel, ready for launch."
"...Petty Officer McGillis. Ready to launch..."


A grin began to form across her lips at the final green, and she looks over her own console in silence for a moment. Green, green, full ammo, thrusters clear, reactor nominal. With one final nod, she paces her suit forward, the lumbering Dom II taking up most of the open pathway that made up the catapult. Over one shoulder she kept her favorite weapon ready, the deadly Ex-T2-2 Beam Bazooka, and in the other the symbolic weapon of Zeon, the ZMP-50D, not to mention the large heat saber resting across the back skirt of the suit. "Quintzem Squadron, launch and form on me, twelve enemy suits means three a piece. Don't let someone else take your glory, and fight for what you believe in. Ensign Tanzi, launching!" The massive suit sat awkwardly on the catapult plate, obviously intended for suits with smaller leg units, but some ad-hoc modifications had made it passable. The hangar lights go green, and the doors part, exposing the black vastness of space, before the catapult whines into life. Electric arcs run down the path, and accelerate her suit to flight speed- In a few seconds her Dom is out the door, verniers belching to life.

"Captain Hishakawa, Quintzem squadron is launching, give me a sitrep on the enemy suits. What are we up against here?"
Traveling through space was a certain exercise in mental fortitude, for the amenities were few and far between, especially on a vessel made for transporting fighters originally. Still, for someone born and raised on a closed colony and accustomed to the even less welcoming conditions typical of Zeon ships of the One Year War, this vessel had by comparison grown on her. The hangar was far more spacious then a Zanzibar's cramped hangar, although that was likely partly due to the lack of a full complement of mobile suits among the unit. Still, they were blessed with an abundance of surprisingly modern suits, and even those that lagged behind had skilled pilots, more or less...

"Ensign Tanzi, I need you to scramble your squadron on a defensive sortie; we have 12 Titan mobile suits inbound to the ship in attack formation. Can you make it happen?"

The voice over the in-ship radio perks the raven-haired girl from her rest however, peeling up out of her recliner in the clean room she called her quarters. Perks of being crew aboard a woefully undermanned vessel, she guessed. Already in her normal suit, Tomimi could cut her time to prepare down to moments, at that. "Affirmative Captain, Zeon's pilots are some of the fastest to battle, you know." She knew the crew here didn't like her original loyalties, and she enjoyed prodding them on it whenever she could, especially because she was the best they had for squadron command as it were. Out her door, she grips a motorized handle, letting it pull her down the hallway and to the hangar, keying onto her comms as she goes.

"Quintzem Squadron, please make haste to your suits, don normal suits and prepare for rapid launch. The memory of Zeon demands it." With a click, her comms cut and she makes to glide through the zero G into the massive hangar. Suits line the walls, varieties of them too. Kampfer, Hizack, Jims... And her own suit, the reliable Rick Dom II. The old girl gave her some level of comfort, just seeing it, the scrapes and burns that dotted the worn paint were her reminders of the time she spent with her comrades, and a good show to enemies that she wasn't some newbie. Catching on the front plate, she flips the chest open, exposing the cockpit to her. In she goes, maneuvering herself around and falling into her seat. Comms come up again.

"Double time, you worthless spoiled children of Earth, we've got Titans to deal with!"
AEUG isn't exactly anti-Earth! We're anti-Earth elitist!
Hello, and welcome to the RPG.

I see you are a Gundam fan, I am one as well and is probably number one in my top five though I have not watched enough to even make a top 25 unless I did each Gundam series as a separate thing. I am also on my Gundam run again where I watch most if not all of it again each year. I did the No Zaku Boy in my head in Ramba Ral's voice. I don't dislike any of the Gundam seasons I would say Turn A is probably my least favourite.

Anyway, this site is easy to navigate, finding something to do should not be a problem and this site is the most tamed roleplaying site on the internet. I have not met a rude person off the bat yet either so you will most likely enjoy yourself here too.


Hold up. Turn A has the androgynous dark skinned pilot, the best kind of pilot. Plus he's from the moon, what else do you want? Besides, Turn A is better then Windmill Gundam.

Welcome! Gihren Zabi did nothing wrong. Earthnoids = worstnoids.


Char did nothing wrong either. remove earth sphere REMOVE EARTH SPHERE you are the earthnoid smell you are the earthnoid stench
UC is garbage.

Only good gundam is G

Fite me nerd


I bet you like Windmill Gundam too, don't you.
Case and point.
No no, he pilots a Gouf, an improvement on the Zaku and a monster in close quarters!
Ramba Ral, the most honorable of Zeon pilots. And dashing.

This is NO ZAKU BOY! No Zaku!
Yes, hello friends, I am Mugi, and I am here. I am a 22 year old bloke from America, I work construction, concrete specifically, and I am a filthy, horrible weeb. I enjoy anime and emotional stories, not to mention military and sci-fi role-play, preferably both at once, hence my attraction to Mobile Suit Gundam (Proper UC Purist here filthy spin offs go home cough cough IBO).

I tend to prefer playing in RPs, but I can sometimes be moved to DM, as evident by my game I posted. Work does make it hard for me to keep up sometimes though.

Anyways, have some robots and feel free to ask me stuff. Sieg Zeon.



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